Live Strong!

You know...

I don't have a problem with you buying cigarettes.
I also don't really have a problem with you harassing the clerk because they don't have your favorite brand in stock.
And normally, I wouldn't have a problem with how you choose to express yourself.

However...

If you are a young, male Lincoln Square hipster, harassing the CVS clerk about how they're out of your favorite brand of smokes and you're very clearly wearing one of those yellow, Lance Armstrong, "Let's all Beat Cancer Together While We Live Strong" Bracelets, then you are a tool.

It would be equivalent to wearing one of those red, AIDS-awareness ribbons around your dong while you indescriminately screw heavy drug users, prostitutes and homeless people without wearing a condom.

Fucking irony, man...

Sometimes, the things you wear say a lot more about you, than you intend them to...

Live Strong, Dear Reader, Live Strong.

COB out...